#black clover next gen

[kalolasart]

Adeline "Addie" Ideale

Introducing my Zora x Nebra next gen

Diana (Addie's older sister in the upper right corner) belongs to @koneko-pi 💕

[purpled-royalty]

Happy Birthday Eri

Finally finished his birthday post with a bunch of my besties next gen OC's!!

Ocs: Acier - @nodanova18 Irving - @skmartins Alev - @jefflawoque Miku - @lyranova Natalia - @kalolasfantasyworld Eri - Me Morgan - Me Leon - @thoughtfullyrainynightmare Maalin - @mrgrit00

[lyranova]

@thoughtfullyrainynightmare mentioned that if we were to combine all of Nozel’s wives from across the different universes that he would have a football team…so I made a family tree to show just how large his family (along with the other Silva siblings) would be! I made this a while ago, so sadly there isn’t any Vanessa x Nozel or Dorothy x Nozel 😅.

Nozel x Helena ( @kalolasfantasyworld ‘s OC): Noureen, Heinry, and Natalia

Nozel x Helia ( @loosesodamarble ‘s OC): Aecor, Fleuriana, Chalivas, and Soliel

Nozel x Selena ( @/thoughtfullyrainynightmare ‘s OC): Morena, Verity, and Nathan

Nozel x Briar ( @koneko-pi ‘s OC): Avalinia, Nymphadora, and Mikhail

Nebra Silva ( @/loosesodamarble ‘s OC): Skylar and Elana

Solid x Holly ( @/loosesodamarble’s OC): Eirlys and Ferro

Asta x Noelle (mine and @/loosesodamarble’s OCs): Brielle, Aimee, Mizuki, Naru, Kaiyo, and Filomina

[kalolasfantasyworld]

The sound of joy 🦅

One shot for 10 000 hits and 250 kuddos on Paper Hearts.

Summary:

Natalia and Nozel explore the Silva Estate making Nozel face the ghost of his past.

The lllustration is on the Ao3 version, because I have quite a few bigger arts lined up right now and I'll post this one separately when it won't be so crowded 🩵

but check it out it's gorgeous ^^

Type: One shot

Word count: 2023

Ao3 link

It was a quiet evening at the Silva Estate, when Nozel was watching over his little girl Natalia, who decided to go on an exploration quest around the castle. His wife and sons were busy reviewing some last minute etiquette, because the next day boys were supposed to attend an official dinner with them. Natalia would stay at home taken care of by her nannies, so she was not even in the slightest interested in what Helena had to say. 

She had approached Nozel, gripped on to his pajama pants and her big brown eyes left him no room for discussion. Natalia was bored, so her papa had to do something about it. They excused themselves only to wander on the other side of the estate fifteen minutes later. 

Nozel would not really venture there. It was neither a dinning, nor office, not even the main lounging area. The chambers were there and the residents were not using them. They were filled with precious works of art, statues, paintings. All the best that the Royal family had gathered, but almost never shown. A peculiar area filled with ghosts of the past generations of the Silva House. 

Natalia would drag him into every other room to glance at old chandeliers, admire precious china, which was thankfully far away from child’s reach, or hide behind rich curtains. The girl would giggle every once in a while or flash him the most adorable smile as she had found something which specifically would attract her attention. 

“Papa what does it do?” Natalia pointed at an old spinning wheel.

“You can use it for sewing,” Nozel explained, carefully pulling her away from a very threatening spike to which she got dangerously close to. Natalia prickling herself with it was the last thing he wanted. 

She nodded attentively and stared at the spinning wheel for a moment longer, until her attention span ran out and she pulled him out of the chamber. 

Little fingers wrapped around his index one guiding him decisively. 

Their soft footsteps quietly echoed through the halls before Natalia stopped in front of yet another door. 

Nozel felt his breath hitch. He gazed at the dark wood, his body frozen and memories rushing through his head. It truly had been a while since he had visited this part of the castle, especially this room. 

“Here,” Natalia announced excitedly, not giving him much longer to ponder on his feelings. 

She reached out her little palm and gripped on the handle. Doors opened with a quiet creak. 

The chamber was dark, soft moonlight was coming through the windows. Walls were light blue with delicate golden ornaments and few Silva cross flory fitchy candelabras hung upon them. They fit a set of couches and a coffee table. However they were not what drew attention upon entering. 

“What is it papa?” Natalia asked, trying to pull him inside but Nozel would not budge, he would not cross the threshold. 

He was holding his breath in, as his lilac eyes hung on white sheet cascading over sizable shapes and sharp edges of the certain piece of furniture. It looked like a ghost, pulled out from Nozel’s past, standing there solemn. Waiting until he was ready to approach it again. 

It was not true that he had not stepped foot in this room since Acier’s death. When he married he had shown it to Helena, but his wife noticed the heaviness in his expression, the pain it brought him so she never pushed on and did not forcefully encourage him to go back. Now his daughter did not have the knowledge, the understanding of why he did not wish to come there. 

“Come on, papa,” she whined, her other hand joined the first one on his palm.

Nozel looked down at her. Deep, almost black eyes flickered in the evening light. They were full of hope, curiosity and innocence. Full of trust for her dad. She wanted to explore the room and the mysterious piece of furniture with him. He could not say no, he could not let his past take away the light from his daughter’s eyes. 

Nozel nodded and smiled softly. He followed Natalia inside. 

The little girl right away led him to the ghostlike object. It was really dark inside. Nozel glanced at the candelabras and then at some cupboards by the window. He was sure that there would be matches inside. He did not approach them, but using his magic found what he needed and soon the room filled with the soft glow of candlelight. 

In the meantime Natalia was curiously walking around the piece of furniture. Her little hands gripped onto the sheet and she looked up at Nozel. 

“Can I take it off papa?” She asked for permission. 

Nozel breathed out, slowly closing his eyes and gave her a small nod. 

“Can you help me?” Natalia blinked. 

“Of course,” he answered, approaching her to grab onto the sheet himself. 

The moment of tearing the cloth itself felt mystical. The fabric fluttered like an actual ghost slowly falling on to the ground beside them, revealing what was underneath. An old piano forte, which was just as white as the sheet itself, made out of polished wood, with sophisticated, but soft ornaments. 

Nozel started at the instrument. It seemed so close and yet so far away. Warm memories and sad ones intertwined. He wanted to reach out, slide his fingers over the polished wood, but he did not. 

A gentle touch to his leg pulled him out of his thoughts. 

“Papa?” Natalia moved closer trying to wrap her little arms around him, her chin prepped on his thigh as she looked up.

“Yes hija?” Nozel patted her soft silver hair.

“Are you okay, papa?” The little girl seemed worried. At that moment she reminded him a lot of Helena. The way she gazed at him, her eyes big brown, watchful, pointy nose adorably crinkled and silver brows furrowed. 

He knelt down to be on eye level with her.

“I am.”

Natalia narrowed her eyes. 

“You don’t look good. Mama says that you sometimes don’t tell the truth to not make us sad.”

So young and so perceptive. She was his daughter after all. 

“This is my old piano,” he explained. 

“Do you know how to play?” Natalia’s eyes widened and she jumped up excited. 

“I haven’t practiced in a long time, but your grandma loved it when I played.” 

“Abuelita Acier?” 

Nozel nodded with a sad smile. 

“Do you miss abuela, papa?” Natalia asked. 

A pause. 

“I do,” Nozel admitted, “but I learnt how to let her go. She would want me to be happy.”

“Mama said this about abuela Acier as well.”

“Mama is smart. Don’t tell her I said that.”

Natalia giggled and the sound of his daughter’s laugh filled Nozel’s heart with happiness. He watched her for a moment, before his gaze once again drifted towards the piano. If he had learnt to truly let her go after all these years he should be able to play again, right?

“Papa?” Natalia brought his attention to herself again. “Could you play for me? I’m sure this would make abuelita happy.”

“I..?” His lips parted and eyes continued on jumping from the instrument to his daughter and back. He shook his head and chuckled. “I can, if I remember anything.”

“Yay!” Natalia squeaked and ran towards the piano. She began climbing on the stool, while Nozel approached the instrument himself. 

The wood felt smooth under his fingers. He slid them past the ornaments to the right side and undid the lock. Nozel opened the piano forte up. The instrument happily creaked. Nozel smiled. He did not feel sad. It was more solemn, but memorable and just meaningful, but in no way painful. 

Natalia was trying to open up the keyboard but the board seemed too heavy. Nozel helped her. Her eyes widened, gliding across the keys. She hoovered her fingers over them unsure and pressed her lips together. 

Nozel pressed on a key himself. A soft note followed. 

Natalia blinked looking up at him, but after a moment she smiled widely and put her finger where his had been. She pressed on it. 

Piano let out a sound. 

Natalia squeaked excitedly. She pressed on a few more and even though they did not create a symphony Nozel was happy to see her simply have fun. 

They spent around five minutes this way until Natalia looked up at him again. 

“Can you play now?” She asked. 

“You would have to move,” Nozel announced. 

Natalia nodded as she jumped off the bench. 

“You didn’t have to get off,” he did not manage to stop her in time. 

Nozel sat down at the bench. He flicked his fingers a couple times, stretching them. It truly had been a while since he had played and as much as he was making use of his long digits it was in a very different way. 

Natalia placed her palm on his leg. 

“Do you want to sit on my lap?” 

The girl nodded and began climbing on. Nozel helped her. Once she was comfortably seated he placed his left hand on her belly to make sure she would not fall off. Natalia’s own palm rested on top of his. 

Nozel let out a slow breath. 

It’s okay. You can do it.

He reached out his right hand over the keyboard, his eyes fluttering closed.

A familiar feeling of keys under his fingertips. He thought he had forgotten how they felt, how much strength he needed to use to make the instrument let out a sound and yet it felt so natural, as if he had played yesterday. His fingers were finding the right chords followed by a tender melody. 

Each note felt like an eternity and a split of a second at the same time. It took him on a journey, a travel down the memory lane only to bring him back to the present moment, to his daughter. He could almost see Acier standing by the piano, her palms resting on the smooth surface and a proud expression on her face as he played the right progression. 

A happy memory, not stained by pain and sadness anymore. 

He paused, his fingers gently pressing on the keys long after the note had sounded. Then he felt a soft touch. A little hand was placed on top of his.

Natalia giggled. 

“Papa?” She asked. 

“Yes hija?” 

“Can I learn how to play like you?” 

Nozel felt his breath hitch. The song was not even that beautiful. He had played it with just one hand and it was wobbly. Yet Natalia for some reason had asked him. 

“Yes you can,” he whispered, feeling warmth inside of his chest. 

“I’ll be just as good as you,” she squeaked. 

“No,” Nozel disagreed. “You’ll be better.”

Natalia wiggled on his lap and fully turned around. Big, almost black eyes gazed up at him, while a bright smile spread on her face. 

“Thank you!” She launched herself at him trying to wrap her little arms around his middle. Nozel was at first a little taken by surprise. It took him a second to relax, to start stroking her hair and place a kiss on the top of her head. 

How did he deserve to have such a happy family? He would never understand it, but he would stop pondering on it, because if he did he would never get to enjoy it. 

Acier would want him to be happy and Nozel forgot how much playing piano made him be. He would get Natalia a tutor, but not only that. He himself would pick up the instrument again. 

Nozel had no idea how much longer they spent by the old piano forte. He had shown Natalia  a few more songs, let her play around and then they tried something together. It took Helena miraculously finding them and announcing that it was way past Natalia’s bedtime, for them to leave the instrument. 

A quiet evening at the Silva Estate. The silence was broken only by soft giggles and sounds of joy. 

[1phoebe1]

• different families, same headache.•👊😔

[Rip Asta, you were a great wizard king]

& my beloved blueberry goddess you can be my idiot 🙏🤧

[just-a-little-fan-1793]

@acacia-may, just in case^^

Next Gen Inccorect Quotes II ♣️💘

*A boy tries to flirt with Anastasia* Joshua: So you have chosen death. *Prepares a dark portal* Lemony: *Has obsidian knives floating around him* Finral: Who taught them... LANGRIS!!! Langris: I just told them how to protect their sister accordingly. Finral: By potentially killing any of Anastasias potential boyfriends? Langris: Don't tell me you're not protective over your little princess each time a boy looks at her. Finral: Okay, this is true... BUT I DON'T THREAT THEM WITH DEATH OR ANYTHING!

[loosesodamarble]

Magic Knight Squad Robe Redesigns

A long time ago, I had the idea of redesigning the uniforms of the Magic Knight squads for the (many) next gen ocs that me and my friends have. I thought it would be fun for the squads to each have a unique article of clothing for the squads' uniforms, to make each group a little more unique beyond their colors.

With the help of my beloved friend Steph ( @cringeyvanillamilk ), that idea has now come to fruition! I commissioned her for all the art you are to see.

And modeling the redesigned uniforms are mine and my friends' next gen ocs.

Representing the Golden Dawn is @lyranova's oc, Alistar Vangeance.

For the Black Bulls is @eme-eleff's oc, Hikari Yami.

Wearing the Crimson Lion King's uniform is @thoughtfullyrainynightmare's oc, Leonidas Vermillion.

From my own collection of ocs and representing the Blue Rose Knights is Dawn Faust.

The representative for the Aqua Deers is also my oc, Merel Faust.

The Silver Eagle's uniform is worn by @koneko-pi's oc, Avalinia Silva.

Representing the Coral Peacocks is @sailor-muno's oc, Bellini Fortuna.

Showing off for the Green Praying Mantises is @faewraithsworld's oc, Sullivan Vixen.

And the model for the Purple Orcas is another of @/faewraithsworld's ocs, Zoisite Ideale.

The CLK and GPM's uniforms have different versions that can be worn by the squad members. As seen below.

Thank you to Steph for taking my commission. And thank you to all my lovely friends for allowing me to turn your next gens into some gorgeous models!

Further notes about the uniforms below the cut.

Golden Dawn: they wear full body coats that are meant to be worn open. Squad members can have tassels added to their coats so they can be tied close if they so choose.

Black Bulls: they're not wearing leather jackets. It's standard fabric, that's all. Jacket length is somewhat adjustable though longer jackets are avoided to steer clear of having the same silhouette as the Golden Dawn.

Crimson Lion Kings: the sashes are sewn so that squad members don't have to wrap the fabric over their shoulder and around their waist every time they don their uniform.

Blue Rose Knights: it's a short cape already attached to a shirt. You'd just put it on like a regular shirt and hope that you don't get the cape in your face as you put it on.

Aqua Deer: it's a scarf, plain and simple. The ends of the scarf are to be a clean cut.

Silver Eagles: this squad retains the original form that a majority of the squad robes have in canon, a short mantle with an long cape attached. For the next gen's version, the fluff of the mantle was made a smaller component so that the feathers can be the main focus, instead of being mostly equal parts fluff and feather.

Coral Peacocks: a waist sash with the end of the fabric being shaped to resemble the tail feathers of a peacock.

Green Praying Mantises: arm sleeves that can just cover the forearms or cover the upper arms too. There's also a version with a slit in the sleeves in case there are squad members who don't want to wear the form fitting sleeves.

Purple Orcas: a vest with pointed hems reminiscent of the triangular shape of the squad robe worn by the previous generation. There are buttons on the vest so they can be worn open or closed to a squad member's preferences. (And most members tend to wear a shirt under the vest. Zoisite only wears his uniform this way because he can.)

[nodanova15]

[BC Next Gen Crossover]

They forgot the date…(happy late birthday Eri!)

Eri & Morgan -> @purpled-royalty

Kaya and Kaeda -> Me

Natalia -> @kalolasfantasyworld

[ravioli-fries]

never change claude

[bean-market-art]

it's been getting drastic over here

Kiddos are Calix and Felicity (Felix), from @nova1516!

[kalolasart]

Eagle with his little Birdie

Illustration for the Birdies one shot The sound of Joy.

[purpled-royalty]

Black Clover Next Gen (Faust Siblings - Eri & Morgan Faust) - (Info Dump)

(Will be adding more references of my kiddos as time passes)

1. Eri Faust

Appearance:

Eri is often described as a near-clone of his father, Nacht, with the same sharp features and intense gaze. However, he has inherited Tiara's red eyes, which stand out against his otherwise dark appearance. His hair is similar to his father’s with a slight curl - sleek and black, though he sometimes wears it in a slightly less formal style. Eri is taller than his sister, with a lean but muscular build that reflects his training and adventurous nature.

Personality/About:

Eri is named after Tiara's late mother. He is known for his adventurous spirit and bold nature, often jumping into situations without fully thinking them through. He has a strong sense of justice, much like his mother, and is always eager to prove himself. However, his impulsiveness sometimes gets him into trouble, leading to situations where Morgan has to step in to help. Despite this, Eri is deeply protective of his sister and will go to great lengths to keep her safe. He is competitive, especially with Morgan, but their rivalry is always friendly and rooted in mutual respect.

Magic:

Eri possesses powerful Galaxy Magic, inherited from his mother Tiara. His ability to manipulate cosmic energies makes him a versatile and powerful magic knight.

2. Morgan Faust

Appearance:

Morgan is Eri's younger sister, and is named after Nacht's late brother. She is a striking blend of both her parents, she inherited Nacht's piercing blue eyes, which are intense and captivating, and Tiara's long lashes and eye shape. Her dark hair is styled in a combination of her mother's curls and her father's sleek style, often worn loose or in a simple braid that keeps it practical yet elegant. Morgan has an athletic and lean build, and often dresses in practical attire that allows her to move freely.

Personality:

Morgan is a perfect mix of her parents' traits. She possesses Nacht's strategic mind and reserved nature, often thinking several steps ahead in any situation. However, she also inherits Tiara's fiery spirit and passionate sense of justice. Morgan is fiercely independent and has a strong will, but she also has a playful side, engaging in witty banter with her brother Eri and her friends. Despite her tough exterior, she cares deeply for those she loves and is protective of her family. She values loyalty, discipline, and intelligence, and she is always striving to improve herself.

Magic:

Morgan possesses powerful Shadow Magic, inherited from her father Nacht. Her ability to manipulate shadows makes her a formidable magic knight, capable of both offensive and defensive manoeuvres. Her magic is subtle and strategic, allowing her to out-manoeuver and out-think her opponents.

Eri’s Character Profile

(In a next gen AU)

Morgan's Character Profile

(In a next gen Au)

[lyranova]

Kito Grinberryall’s Grimoire

[kalolasfantasyworld]

Cousins playdate 🩷

Part 1

Little Acier belongs to @1phoebe1

(no leviathans were hurt during the playdate -> this is a plushie)

[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Next up on the Tarot deck is Leonidas Vermillion by yours truly (Fuego's son)

Major Arcana Card VII: The Chariot

The Chariot tarot card is all about overcoming challenges and gaining victory through maintaining control of your surroundings. This perfect control and confidence allows the charioteer to emerge victorious in any situation. The use of strength and willpower are critical in ensuring that you overcome the obstacles that lie in your path. The Chariot's message comes to make you stronger as you strive to achieve your goals.

He shows that you should pursue the plan with a structured and ordered approach.

[1phoebe1]

How t change our •“Destiny”•

Pages 1-6 there is more on the way but I think I’ll only be posting the rest on Twitter & Pixiv! Things get a little spicy 🤫